I showered, but my mind was on a bath full of rose-scented bubbles. Brushed my hair, but thought of Alec's dexterous fingers buried in Carter's golden curls. Dressed for the third time that day, and tried to raise a smile for that. They had wanted me, teased me, loved me. But no, never that. They had made love to me, and they are attentive lovers. But they never promised love. That hadn't bothered me for the longest time. It hadn't bothered me when we met either I hadn't sought love, only their friendship and the occasional solace of their bodies. Seeking love had been only a phase, I reminded myself, and no one's protested love had ever compared to the solidity of their friendship. It had been easy to stop seeking that phantom if it risked the friendship that mattered so much more and all the easier, let's be honest, if that friendship came with Alec's wicked mouth and Carter's gentle hands